Tier ThreeUsername: HowlingHooves
Raj Number and Name: #478 In the Soul Within || Hulra
New Name: A Wandering Hallucination || Ilusime
Competition Portion:She opened her eyes.
Glorious, the world around her was; full of life and bloom,
of green shades so varying and a sky that was beyond
measure. Only the clifftops could touch them, the birds
just wishing to do so as the stone. Existence continued
for eternity under the blue and amongst the green.
Birth, death, rebirth. A cycle continually in motion.
And closing her eyes, a moment all it seemed, proved
enough for all to change. For a tyrant of the elements
to rest a shroud of distaste and anger over the green,
to turn it all to ash. Set the peak above to churning
like a vapid, contemptuous man jilted by another.
Terror, blurred colors, the smell of ash and ember...
she could close her eyes and wish it away, but the
stench buried deep in her nostrils.
Fled, she did, with others just as stricken as Ilusime.
But time flowed, the current of cycles never ceasing.
She aged, Ilusime, became jaded and hardened, then
softened by memory alone. She closed her eyes,
listened to the rumblings of the youths beckoning her
forward. Memory told of her steps, filled blanks left
by closed eyes of the green that had once been, of
the trees and the birds and the blue only touched by
the stone. Ilusime could still smell the acrid pyre of
her once-home, could hear the burning and the
squealing faintly in her hazy mind.But other scents
arose with it now; that is green, of lushness and living.
Songs of flight gently tickled her ears, whispers of
grass against her heels encouraged her forward. The
youths she followed blindly had stopped some feet
behind, but Ilusime continued; moved past the fear
and desperation, through the choking plumes of
destruction and out of the dark that overtook her.
And, when she opened her eyes, her heart reached
beyond even what the birds could touch.
theme is renewal; of mind, spirit, soul and life